Cash Register (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 11 - Anatoly Gets Involved - full transcript
Nissim tries to help Anatoly to get rid of his bad habit of getting himself involved in other people's business. Meanwhile Amnon goes shopping with an unidentified gift card and causes chaos at the supermarket.
Kan 11 presents
"Purim Special"
"Special -
Come in costume, get a gift!"
Superman!
Happy, jolly Purim!
- Shira Steinbach,
supermarket manager-
What's this?
Why aren't you in costume?
Excuse me, guys,
if the distinguished manager
can afford to be silly,
surely you can too.
What is this?
What are you dressed up as, Shira?
-What am I dressed up as?
No, is he really asking me
what I'm dressed up as?
What do you think?
I'll give you a hint, okay?
If you can't figure it out.
This is a card
and these are... tea bags.
What did I dress up as?
-The queen of tea bags?
Tea card!
(sounds like: bitch)
How witty?
You guys are such bozos!
Tea card!
It's so obvious!
Checkout
"Purim"
One, two, three!
Surprise, happy holiday!
-And so so funny.
How do you like my costume?
A coffee cart, I like it.
You got "Jasmine blossom"?
No, I'm not a coffee cart! Kohava!
Look at me. What am I?
Stop moving,
let me choose a tea bag.
Okay, I'll give you a hint.
But concentrate.
A hint, it's not complicated.
This is a card
and these are tea bags.
What aiiffl I?
-A 40 year old spinster?
Tea card!
I'm a tea card!
A play on words!
Card, tea, tea card.
How witty, right?
-Ah! "Apple Delight."
Thank you.
-Ouch...
I'm hanging my costume here.
-What is it?
A sexy cat, you like?
-A sexy cat, Kohava?
So it's not like your tea cards,
but it's all I got.
Can I tell you what I think
about that costume?
I'm all ears. -Thank you.
In this day and age
women shouldn't dress up
in sexist costumes,
especially not a woman
of your stature.
Ah, no, no, no,
don't worry, it's not for me. -Phew.
It's for my daughter, Sital.
-For Sital? -Yes, Sital.
She's 16.
-15 minus two days tomorrow.
Bless the Lord who hath
dropped us off here
in this day and age.
I am so excited,
'm so happy it's Purim.
God is my witness.
My little Sital is 15
and our family
has a longstanding tradition
every pubescent woman dresses up
as a sexy cat! No exceptions.
I did it, my mother did it,
Grandma Frieda came here in '48
on an immigrant ship,
2,000 passengers,
minus 20 degrees, but she...
was a sexy cat - tradition is tradition.
Oh... how odd it is to talk about
Grandma Frieda in the past tense.
She died recently?
-No, that's why it's odd.
That's just it,
you're preserving the vicious cycle.
That's exactly what Merav Michaeli
said in her famous post. -Ah?
Mothers who pass on...
-I'm coming, Anatoly.
Through the generations.
-Anatoly's calling me, I gotta go.
Anatoly's at the doctor's,
he'll be here at 10:00.
Then that wasn't Anatoly?
Someone's pretending to be...
I really have to see what's going on.
Wait. -What?
-For Anatoly's throat.
Tea card.
Yeah, right,
she'll tell me how to raise Sital.
By the way,
where's the name Sital from?
Ah, ah, nice story.
Sital is actually her middle name.
Her first name is Ku,
we call her Sital for short.
So her name is Ku... Sital? (Hot stuff)
-With a hyphen between Ku and Sital.
Ku and Sital.
-KuSital? -KuSital.
Why did you call her that?
-"Why?"
Why did you call her that?
Why is anyone called Yaffa?
Or Adina?
As soon as we saw the sonogram,
we could tell she's a bombshell.
At first I wanted to call her Shava (hot),
like Hava, but Shava Shavit?
Sounds stupid,
so I went for Ku-Sital.
Then she starts with Merav Michaeli,
feminists... She drove me nuts.
What is Sital dressing up as?
-A sexy cat, what else?
A sexy cat?
-You too with the vicious cycle?
No cycle and no feminists.
Don't even joke about that.
I'm the first to oppose women
who want to study, who want a career.
Then what's with the Steinbuch face?
-I feel bad for your daughter.
You know the verse
"Glorious is the king's daughter
within the palace?"
Sital? A king's daughter?
Have you seen her father?
The ultimate deadbeat.
Daughter of the deadbeat king maybe.
That's what's delaying the redemption.
But bringing the kid a step closer
to a rich husband with a penthouse.
Sexy cat, what's that?
The kid's 15.
It's you and your promiscuity
on the idiot box.
Lace panties here,
smooth armpit there.
But that's how the good Lord tests me.
Well, hello there.
You can't ace every test...
That nurse was a pop quiz.
I wasn't prepared.
But my "well, hello there" still works.
Admit it.
What is that "well, hello there"?
-What is it?
Ask all the girls in town
what Nissim Shimoni's
"well, hello there" means.
They all fell for my "well, hello there."
Well, hello there.
Well, hello there?
Stop it, Anatoly, I was joking.
-Joking?
You think I don't know
your "well, hello there" Nissim?
Shame on you, Nissim,
Anatoly, a first class man.
Anatoly, one more word and I'll...
-You'll what? You'll what, Nissim?
Cut it out.
-"Well, hello there."
I'm warning you.
-Coming on to me like some gorilla.
Look how I turn you on, Nissim.
Hopa!
"Issachar Bounty"
What are you looking at?
Happy holiday, Amnon.
-"Happy holiday"?
Who are you trying to fool?
That's it? Mickey Mouse ears
and you forgot your overdraft?
Your heart murmur?
It's Purim and everyone's a comic.
No way!
Don't tell me, I know.
A homeless man.
-What?
You dressed up as a homeless man.
Good job. Here, take this.
To complete the total look.
"Homeless..."
Show me one homeless person
with a starched shirt like mine. They wish.
You ran the city marathon?
You could say that.
I didn't mean to run,
I was passing through, they gave out shirts
and bottled water so I took them.
Then they discovered I'm not in the marathon,
so I ran. And how.
Besides, Ms. Kohava,
Amnon Titinsky doesn't celebrate Purim
and doesn't dress up. -No!
You of all people? Such an upbeat guy?
I'm amazed.
A merry holiday, yeah right...
You dress up as Wonder Woman,
that makes you Wonder Woman? No.
You're still an insurance agent
with an eating disorder.
What super-powers do you have?
You fall out a window, you're dead.
Who are you trying to fool?
-Disgusting.
You should be a coach,
teach people positive thinking.
3.20.
What's that? -What?
-That box, it says "free."
You could spot a "free" sign
even in a mass grave...
It's a supermarket special.
"A gift to every customer
who dresses up."
Well? -What?
I'm dressed up as a homeless man,
you said so. Give me a gift.
You said:
Amnon Titinsky doesn't dress up.
I said that?
Amnon Titinsky doesn't celebrate Purim
and he doesn't dress up.
You recorded me?
I record everyone,
don't flatter yourself.
No costume - no gift. Next.
What kind of special is this?
They're excluding all the anti-dress uppers.
Not me they won't.
I'll yell it from the rooftops.
Or you can simply dress up.
-"Simply dress up."
It may be simple for you.
What about people who can't?
People who have been scarred
by this holiday forever?
What about them?
-Scarred them forever?
I'd rather not go into it.
It's hard for me to talk about it.
-Okay, I respect that.
It all began 57 years ago,
that horrible, awful Purim.
For four months I asked Mom
to make me a praying mantis costume.
I liked bugs as a kid...
Mom sewed the perfect costume,
down to the antennae.
The morning of Purim
I went to school a proud praying mantis,
my chest puffed out,
antennae perked up.
And then the worst ever happened.
-What?
It seems we were so excited
that we were one day early.
Imagine 400 nasty students
and one little praying mantis.
I didn't stand a chance. That day I vowed
never to dress up again on Purim
come what may!
"Issachar Bounty"
Here, happy holiday.
Oh my, look at this!
Mom. -Sitaltula!
-How's it going?
My love of loves!
I'd like you to meet the hot guys,
this is my daughter, Sital.
Today is the day,
today you become a woman!
How sweet, I have to come over.
Sital, right? -Hi, yes.
I'm Shira.
-Nice to meet you.
She works here too,
she hands out tea.
Oh, since you're here, can we use your room
to try on the sexy cat costume?
Please, please, please...
Kohava, sexy cat,
I'm kind of against it.
Any other costume I'd say yes, but...
-Wow, thanks so much.
Oh, you like chamomile tea, right?
It's good for your tummy. -Kohava!
You're ruining my costume...
Well!
I can't wait!
-Mom, hang on.
But what happened?
Is everything alright?
Is it too small? Too big?
Just don't say it gives you an ass.
Sital!
Oh my God!
I'm dying here! I'm dying!
Wow! Give me a twirl. Wow!
Why can't Grandma Frieda be here
to see this, rest her soul?
You can take a picture
and send it to her.
Right, I keep forgetting she's alive.
By the end of the year,
an affair with a teacher, mark my words.
It's not really my style, but...
-Listen, I'm dying...
I know what's missing. -What?
-Glitter for the cleavage.
I'll get some.
You're mommy's replica, I swear.
Are you aIright?
Never mind.
-You can talk to me, sweetheart.
It's this costume, it's not...
-You don't like it?
It's not really my style...
-I get you.
I totally get you.
-You do? -Of course.
It's a sexist costume
that perpetuates gender inequality
and obeys the most radical
and chauvinist patriarchal rules.
Yeah, huh? -Yes.
What would you like to dress up as?
-It doesn't matter,
my mom is so conservative
about the sexy cat, so...
And let's say it didn't matter
to your mom?
What does your inner me say?
And tea card is taken.
was thinking the Statue of Liberty.
-The Statue of Liberty? -Bad?
That's amazing. Wow!
The Statue of Liberty.
Wow, what an idea!
Why didn't I think of that?
Wow!
Yes, so precise, so right,
so empowering, so strong.
It's a costume and it's woman power.
Yes, yes, yes and yes.
I don't want to break my mom's heart.
Let me worry about her.
I have this golden opportunity
to teach Sital
even if you're not like your parents
or you're "letting them down"
or even if they say "Stop tripping,
you're no Steve Jobs at all.
"What's with those costumes?
You always have to be one up,
"it's not witty...
Why can't you be like your sister?
"She's married, she has kids..."
Your parents are your parents.
Then Nissim came up behind me,
"Well, hello there."
What's wrong, Nissim?
Well, hello there.
You and your nonsense again?
I'll show you what's what.
Ah, you'll show me what's what, Nissim?
-You gonna keep givJiiiiej me grief?
Nissim, it's all good.
My sister is studying psychology,
she says it happens to men
who spend a long time together,
it happens in prison,
it happens on ships.
Right. When I sailed a ship at sea,
all the sailors tried to raise my anchor.
Nissim, you wanna raise my anchor?
-I'll raise a wallop to your face.
Nissim, don't be bummed by us.
-Why would I be bummed?
It's that Anatoly,
he doesn't know when to stop.
He's been on my case all day.
"Well, hello there, well, hello there."
Why would he stop?
He can tell it pisses you off.
So? It pisses me off!
-Play along. -What's that?
If he really thought you were gay,
he would never do that.
"Issachar Bounty"
Let me... Don't be afraid.
Here's the glitter!
Luckily I always have some
in my glove compartment.
Okay. Kohava...
let's sit down a minute.
Why?
What happened?
What?
-Sital wants to tell you something.
What?
-Go ahead, Sital. Don't be shy.
Is it the costume?
It's not revealing enough?
Not sheer enough?
Not short enough?
Not tight enough?
Come here, I'll cut it.
Kohava, you don't get what she's
trying to say. -What don't I get?
Sital, tell her.
What?!
Sital can't relate
to the objectifying cat costume,
it's not who she is. -What?
What did she say to you?
What did you say to her?
Mom, it's not about her. I just...
This isn't my inner me.
"It's not my inner me"?!
Pooey, what a filthy mouth!
Wash your mouth out with Ajax.
What kind of words are you teaching her?
What kind of words is she teaching you?
-It's not her, it's me.
I don't like the eestume,
I don't want to wear it.
Then what do you want to dress up as?
Tea with curls?!
I thought of the Statue of Liberty.
-What?!
Shame on you!
1934, the eve of Purim,
the Cossacks pounded
on your great grandmother's door!
She had to run away,
she could only take one item!
What do you think she took?
Money? Jewelry? Ointments?
No!
She took sexy cat!
Because with us,
tradition is tradition!
And now you're telling me
the Statue of Liberty?
Shame on you!
She walks out in tears!
I should walk out in tears!
Sital... -I have no daughter!
That's it, I have no daughter!
I lost a daughter!
Oh, it's rented.
Sital. I've been looking for you
all over the supermarket.
Are you happy now?
-No, no. Hold on. Excuse me, no.
Stop, off. Confirm.
Listen, Sita I, sweetheart,
it's... okay.
Yes, your mother is very upset
and has her reservations.
Reservations?
She said I'm not her daughter.
So mothers say those things sometimes.
If I had a dime
for every time my mom said...
I'm not her daughter or...
I'm not what she expect...
Never mind, the point is...
You will dress up as what you want.
This is what we'll do.
You'll go buy the State of Liberty costume
and when your mom sees you
she'll calm down.
Yeah, but...
-No, no buts.
Mom won't give me money
for another costume.
Whatever, I'll go with the sexy cat.
No, no... No.
There's no reason you should.
Not at all.
It's not always about money. Here.
Take it. Take it.
Money isn't the most important thing.
It isn't.
You will buy the costume
that you want. You.
What? -The costume costs 400.
-400 for a State of Liberty costume?
Forget it, I'll dress up as a cat.
-No, no, no... Out of the question.
You'll do what you like.
Here, happy holiday. Bye.
2.80.
Here you go.
And...
-And what?
A Purim gift.
Oh, that's only if you dress up.
-And? -And what?
I'm dressed up. -As what?
-A chef. -A chef? -A chef.
A chef makes food,
his hair can't get into the food. -Yes.
He lost his hat, he wears a bag.
A chef.
A bag on the head isn't a costume.
You want a gift? Dress up.
And make it quick,
I only have one left.
Where will I get a costume now?
Stay put, okay?
"I know
"There are lips of Nissim
that want me close
"I know
"Well, hello there, to love."
Anatoly.
What is it, Nissim?
It's no shame you have crush on Anatoly.
Enough already!
-What? What's enough?
It's your feelings.
Why bottle them up inside? Why?
It's not nothing, Anatoly.
What?
These feelings.
They're not nothing.
At first it was just for laughs.
-Nissim, stay calm.
Then I realized you're right.
All these years
I suppressed my emotions
and then - boom.
My whole life I was wearing masks.
You helped me take them off.
Nissim.
What's this, a Purim joke?
I don't understand.
Does it look like I'm laughing?
Nissim.
Nissim! Nissim!
Nissim!
To eliminate doubt,
I got the rabbi's special permission.
I am blessed with a rabbi
who goes along with my ideas,
he doesn't shut me down.
Thank you, Rabbi.
What do you want?
Haven't you done enough damage?
Kohava, Sital is here.
-I don't iTnow any Sital.
She wants to show you something.
Sital.
I don't want to hear,
I don't want to see.
Mom.
What did you bring her for?
To rub salt in my wounds?
Kohava, this is your daughter
and she may not be like you,
she has depths and wit, but...
Wait, hold on.
What?
Sital.
-What is this?
A sexy Statue of Liberty,
like Rihanna's clip. -Just a second.
Sital, what about the objectification
and the cycle we talked about?
Listen, I don't understand
half the words you say,
they're foreign to me.
-Then why not a sexy cat?
Everyone dresses up
as a sexy cat, Mom,
I wanted something original.
You're not mad at me?
How can I be mad with a bod like that?
Mommy's hot stuff.
Wow, what a costume. How much did it cost?
-400, she gave it to me.
Sexy and you conned her out
of 400 shekels? Not my daughter...
She says you're not my daughter.
Let's get a picture for Grandma.
But lower this, like that.
Say "hot stuff."
-Hot stuff.
"Issachar Bounty"
Anatoly. -What?
-Where are you?
What's this? Why are you alone?
-No, it's fine... -Nissim!
No, no, no... No need, no need.
-This isn't right.
I didn't ask you to. -Nissim!
What's the word?
-What's the word?
Would you please
help your friend in here? -Gladly.
Anatoly and I in a small, dark room...
-Did I ask for help? No! I didn't!
Did you have a fight?
-He's stubborn.
Wait here and watch.
Superma...
Oh, dear...
Ramzi, a costume,
I need a costume.
One thousand apologies,
Mr. Titinsky, we're all out.
The holiday knocks on the window.
We only have costumes for toddlers.
If you like.
Where's the manager? -Huh?
-I want to talk to the manager.
"Out of costumes"?
-But I... No.
She's not in the office,
Mr. Titinsky. -Oh yeah?
Titin...
Amnon Titinsky and Purim
are friends again!
What's this?
Well, hello there.
"Well, hello there"?
What do you want?!
What do you want?
Translation: Tammy King
Subtitles: Trans Titles Ltd.
"Purim Special"
"Special -
Come in costume, get a gift!"
Superman!
Happy, jolly Purim!
- Shira Steinbach,
supermarket manager-
What's this?
Why aren't you in costume?
Excuse me, guys,
if the distinguished manager
can afford to be silly,
surely you can too.
What is this?
What are you dressed up as, Shira?
-What am I dressed up as?
No, is he really asking me
what I'm dressed up as?
What do you think?
I'll give you a hint, okay?
If you can't figure it out.
This is a card
and these are... tea bags.
What did I dress up as?
-The queen of tea bags?
Tea card!
(sounds like: bitch)
How witty?
You guys are such bozos!
Tea card!
It's so obvious!
Checkout
"Purim"
One, two, three!
Surprise, happy holiday!
-And so so funny.
How do you like my costume?
A coffee cart, I like it.
You got "Jasmine blossom"?
No, I'm not a coffee cart! Kohava!
Look at me. What am I?
Stop moving,
let me choose a tea bag.
Okay, I'll give you a hint.
But concentrate.
A hint, it's not complicated.
This is a card
and these are tea bags.
What aiiffl I?
-A 40 year old spinster?
Tea card!
I'm a tea card!
A play on words!
Card, tea, tea card.
How witty, right?
-Ah! "Apple Delight."
Thank you.
-Ouch...
I'm hanging my costume here.
-What is it?
A sexy cat, you like?
-A sexy cat, Kohava?
So it's not like your tea cards,
but it's all I got.
Can I tell you what I think
about that costume?
I'm all ears. -Thank you.
In this day and age
women shouldn't dress up
in sexist costumes,
especially not a woman
of your stature.
Ah, no, no, no,
don't worry, it's not for me. -Phew.
It's for my daughter, Sital.
-For Sital? -Yes, Sital.
She's 16.
-15 minus two days tomorrow.
Bless the Lord who hath
dropped us off here
in this day and age.
I am so excited,
'm so happy it's Purim.
God is my witness.
My little Sital is 15
and our family
has a longstanding tradition
every pubescent woman dresses up
as a sexy cat! No exceptions.
I did it, my mother did it,
Grandma Frieda came here in '48
on an immigrant ship,
2,000 passengers,
minus 20 degrees, but she...
was a sexy cat - tradition is tradition.
Oh... how odd it is to talk about
Grandma Frieda in the past tense.
She died recently?
-No, that's why it's odd.
That's just it,
you're preserving the vicious cycle.
That's exactly what Merav Michaeli
said in her famous post. -Ah?
Mothers who pass on...
-I'm coming, Anatoly.
Through the generations.
-Anatoly's calling me, I gotta go.
Anatoly's at the doctor's,
he'll be here at 10:00.
Then that wasn't Anatoly?
Someone's pretending to be...
I really have to see what's going on.
Wait. -What?
-For Anatoly's throat.
Tea card.
Yeah, right,
she'll tell me how to raise Sital.
By the way,
where's the name Sital from?
Ah, ah, nice story.
Sital is actually her middle name.
Her first name is Ku,
we call her Sital for short.
So her name is Ku... Sital? (Hot stuff)
-With a hyphen between Ku and Sital.
Ku and Sital.
-KuSital? -KuSital.
Why did you call her that?
-"Why?"
Why did you call her that?
Why is anyone called Yaffa?
Or Adina?
As soon as we saw the sonogram,
we could tell she's a bombshell.
At first I wanted to call her Shava (hot),
like Hava, but Shava Shavit?
Sounds stupid,
so I went for Ku-Sital.
Then she starts with Merav Michaeli,
feminists... She drove me nuts.
What is Sital dressing up as?
-A sexy cat, what else?
A sexy cat?
-You too with the vicious cycle?
No cycle and no feminists.
Don't even joke about that.
I'm the first to oppose women
who want to study, who want a career.
Then what's with the Steinbuch face?
-I feel bad for your daughter.
You know the verse
"Glorious is the king's daughter
within the palace?"
Sital? A king's daughter?
Have you seen her father?
The ultimate deadbeat.
Daughter of the deadbeat king maybe.
That's what's delaying the redemption.
But bringing the kid a step closer
to a rich husband with a penthouse.
Sexy cat, what's that?
The kid's 15.
It's you and your promiscuity
on the idiot box.
Lace panties here,
smooth armpit there.
But that's how the good Lord tests me.
Well, hello there.
You can't ace every test...
That nurse was a pop quiz.
I wasn't prepared.
But my "well, hello there" still works.
Admit it.
What is that "well, hello there"?
-What is it?
Ask all the girls in town
what Nissim Shimoni's
"well, hello there" means.
They all fell for my "well, hello there."
Well, hello there.
Well, hello there?
Stop it, Anatoly, I was joking.
-Joking?
You think I don't know
your "well, hello there" Nissim?
Shame on you, Nissim,
Anatoly, a first class man.
Anatoly, one more word and I'll...
-You'll what? You'll what, Nissim?
Cut it out.
-"Well, hello there."
I'm warning you.
-Coming on to me like some gorilla.
Look how I turn you on, Nissim.
Hopa!
"Issachar Bounty"
What are you looking at?
Happy holiday, Amnon.
-"Happy holiday"?
Who are you trying to fool?
That's it? Mickey Mouse ears
and you forgot your overdraft?
Your heart murmur?
It's Purim and everyone's a comic.
No way!
Don't tell me, I know.
A homeless man.
-What?
You dressed up as a homeless man.
Good job. Here, take this.
To complete the total look.
"Homeless..."
Show me one homeless person
with a starched shirt like mine. They wish.
You ran the city marathon?
You could say that.
I didn't mean to run,
I was passing through, they gave out shirts
and bottled water so I took them.
Then they discovered I'm not in the marathon,
so I ran. And how.
Besides, Ms. Kohava,
Amnon Titinsky doesn't celebrate Purim
and doesn't dress up. -No!
You of all people? Such an upbeat guy?
I'm amazed.
A merry holiday, yeah right...
You dress up as Wonder Woman,
that makes you Wonder Woman? No.
You're still an insurance agent
with an eating disorder.
What super-powers do you have?
You fall out a window, you're dead.
Who are you trying to fool?
-Disgusting.
You should be a coach,
teach people positive thinking.
3.20.
What's that? -What?
-That box, it says "free."
You could spot a "free" sign
even in a mass grave...
It's a supermarket special.
"A gift to every customer
who dresses up."
Well? -What?
I'm dressed up as a homeless man,
you said so. Give me a gift.
You said:
Amnon Titinsky doesn't dress up.
I said that?
Amnon Titinsky doesn't celebrate Purim
and he doesn't dress up.
You recorded me?
I record everyone,
don't flatter yourself.
No costume - no gift. Next.
What kind of special is this?
They're excluding all the anti-dress uppers.
Not me they won't.
I'll yell it from the rooftops.
Or you can simply dress up.
-"Simply dress up."
It may be simple for you.
What about people who can't?
People who have been scarred
by this holiday forever?
What about them?
-Scarred them forever?
I'd rather not go into it.
It's hard for me to talk about it.
-Okay, I respect that.
It all began 57 years ago,
that horrible, awful Purim.
For four months I asked Mom
to make me a praying mantis costume.
I liked bugs as a kid...
Mom sewed the perfect costume,
down to the antennae.
The morning of Purim
I went to school a proud praying mantis,
my chest puffed out,
antennae perked up.
And then the worst ever happened.
-What?
It seems we were so excited
that we were one day early.
Imagine 400 nasty students
and one little praying mantis.
I didn't stand a chance. That day I vowed
never to dress up again on Purim
come what may!
"Issachar Bounty"
Here, happy holiday.
Oh my, look at this!
Mom. -Sitaltula!
-How's it going?
My love of loves!
I'd like you to meet the hot guys,
this is my daughter, Sital.
Today is the day,
today you become a woman!
How sweet, I have to come over.
Sital, right? -Hi, yes.
I'm Shira.
-Nice to meet you.
She works here too,
she hands out tea.
Oh, since you're here, can we use your room
to try on the sexy cat costume?
Please, please, please...
Kohava, sexy cat,
I'm kind of against it.
Any other costume I'd say yes, but...
-Wow, thanks so much.
Oh, you like chamomile tea, right?
It's good for your tummy. -Kohava!
You're ruining my costume...
Well!
I can't wait!
-Mom, hang on.
But what happened?
Is everything alright?
Is it too small? Too big?
Just don't say it gives you an ass.
Sital!
Oh my God!
I'm dying here! I'm dying!
Wow! Give me a twirl. Wow!
Why can't Grandma Frieda be here
to see this, rest her soul?
You can take a picture
and send it to her.
Right, I keep forgetting she's alive.
By the end of the year,
an affair with a teacher, mark my words.
It's not really my style, but...
-Listen, I'm dying...
I know what's missing. -What?
-Glitter for the cleavage.
I'll get some.
You're mommy's replica, I swear.
Are you aIright?
Never mind.
-You can talk to me, sweetheart.
It's this costume, it's not...
-You don't like it?
It's not really my style...
-I get you.
I totally get you.
-You do? -Of course.
It's a sexist costume
that perpetuates gender inequality
and obeys the most radical
and chauvinist patriarchal rules.
Yeah, huh? -Yes.
What would you like to dress up as?
-It doesn't matter,
my mom is so conservative
about the sexy cat, so...
And let's say it didn't matter
to your mom?
What does your inner me say?
And tea card is taken.
was thinking the Statue of Liberty.
-The Statue of Liberty? -Bad?
That's amazing. Wow!
The Statue of Liberty.
Wow, what an idea!
Why didn't I think of that?
Wow!
Yes, so precise, so right,
so empowering, so strong.
It's a costume and it's woman power.
Yes, yes, yes and yes.
I don't want to break my mom's heart.
Let me worry about her.
I have this golden opportunity
to teach Sital
even if you're not like your parents
or you're "letting them down"
or even if they say "Stop tripping,
you're no Steve Jobs at all.
"What's with those costumes?
You always have to be one up,
"it's not witty...
Why can't you be like your sister?
"She's married, she has kids..."
Your parents are your parents.
Then Nissim came up behind me,
"Well, hello there."
What's wrong, Nissim?
Well, hello there.
You and your nonsense again?
I'll show you what's what.
Ah, you'll show me what's what, Nissim?
-You gonna keep givJiiiiej me grief?
Nissim, it's all good.
My sister is studying psychology,
she says it happens to men
who spend a long time together,
it happens in prison,
it happens on ships.
Right. When I sailed a ship at sea,
all the sailors tried to raise my anchor.
Nissim, you wanna raise my anchor?
-I'll raise a wallop to your face.
Nissim, don't be bummed by us.
-Why would I be bummed?
It's that Anatoly,
he doesn't know when to stop.
He's been on my case all day.
"Well, hello there, well, hello there."
Why would he stop?
He can tell it pisses you off.
So? It pisses me off!
-Play along. -What's that?
If he really thought you were gay,
he would never do that.
"Issachar Bounty"
Let me... Don't be afraid.
Here's the glitter!
Luckily I always have some
in my glove compartment.
Okay. Kohava...
let's sit down a minute.
Why?
What happened?
What?
-Sital wants to tell you something.
What?
-Go ahead, Sital. Don't be shy.
Is it the costume?
It's not revealing enough?
Not sheer enough?
Not short enough?
Not tight enough?
Come here, I'll cut it.
Kohava, you don't get what she's
trying to say. -What don't I get?
Sital, tell her.
What?!
Sital can't relate
to the objectifying cat costume,
it's not who she is. -What?
What did she say to you?
What did you say to her?
Mom, it's not about her. I just...
This isn't my inner me.
"It's not my inner me"?!
Pooey, what a filthy mouth!
Wash your mouth out with Ajax.
What kind of words are you teaching her?
What kind of words is she teaching you?
-It's not her, it's me.
I don't like the eestume,
I don't want to wear it.
Then what do you want to dress up as?
Tea with curls?!
I thought of the Statue of Liberty.
-What?!
Shame on you!
1934, the eve of Purim,
the Cossacks pounded
on your great grandmother's door!
She had to run away,
she could only take one item!
What do you think she took?
Money? Jewelry? Ointments?
No!
She took sexy cat!
Because with us,
tradition is tradition!
And now you're telling me
the Statue of Liberty?
Shame on you!
She walks out in tears!
I should walk out in tears!
Sital... -I have no daughter!
That's it, I have no daughter!
I lost a daughter!
Oh, it's rented.
Sital. I've been looking for you
all over the supermarket.
Are you happy now?
-No, no. Hold on. Excuse me, no.
Stop, off. Confirm.
Listen, Sita I, sweetheart,
it's... okay.
Yes, your mother is very upset
and has her reservations.
Reservations?
She said I'm not her daughter.
So mothers say those things sometimes.
If I had a dime
for every time my mom said...
I'm not her daughter or...
I'm not what she expect...
Never mind, the point is...
You will dress up as what you want.
This is what we'll do.
You'll go buy the State of Liberty costume
and when your mom sees you
she'll calm down.
Yeah, but...
-No, no buts.
Mom won't give me money
for another costume.
Whatever, I'll go with the sexy cat.
No, no... No.
There's no reason you should.
Not at all.
It's not always about money. Here.
Take it. Take it.
Money isn't the most important thing.
It isn't.
You will buy the costume
that you want. You.
What? -The costume costs 400.
-400 for a State of Liberty costume?
Forget it, I'll dress up as a cat.
-No, no, no... Out of the question.
You'll do what you like.
Here, happy holiday. Bye.
2.80.
Here you go.
And...
-And what?
A Purim gift.
Oh, that's only if you dress up.
-And? -And what?
I'm dressed up. -As what?
-A chef. -A chef? -A chef.
A chef makes food,
his hair can't get into the food. -Yes.
He lost his hat, he wears a bag.
A chef.
A bag on the head isn't a costume.
You want a gift? Dress up.
And make it quick,
I only have one left.
Where will I get a costume now?
Stay put, okay?
"I know
"There are lips of Nissim
that want me close
"I know
"Well, hello there, to love."
Anatoly.
What is it, Nissim?
It's no shame you have crush on Anatoly.
Enough already!
-What? What's enough?
It's your feelings.
Why bottle them up inside? Why?
It's not nothing, Anatoly.
What?
These feelings.
They're not nothing.
At first it was just for laughs.
-Nissim, stay calm.
Then I realized you're right.
All these years
I suppressed my emotions
and then - boom.
My whole life I was wearing masks.
You helped me take them off.
Nissim.
What's this, a Purim joke?
I don't understand.
Does it look like I'm laughing?
Nissim.
Nissim! Nissim!
Nissim!
To eliminate doubt,
I got the rabbi's special permission.
I am blessed with a rabbi
who goes along with my ideas,
he doesn't shut me down.
Thank you, Rabbi.
What do you want?
Haven't you done enough damage?
Kohava, Sital is here.
-I don't iTnow any Sital.
She wants to show you something.
Sital.
I don't want to hear,
I don't want to see.
Mom.
What did you bring her for?
To rub salt in my wounds?
Kohava, this is your daughter
and she may not be like you,
she has depths and wit, but...
Wait, hold on.
What?
Sital.
-What is this?
A sexy Statue of Liberty,
like Rihanna's clip. -Just a second.
Sital, what about the objectification
and the cycle we talked about?
Listen, I don't understand
half the words you say,
they're foreign to me.
-Then why not a sexy cat?
Everyone dresses up
as a sexy cat, Mom,
I wanted something original.
You're not mad at me?
How can I be mad with a bod like that?
Mommy's hot stuff.
Wow, what a costume. How much did it cost?
-400, she gave it to me.
Sexy and you conned her out
of 400 shekels? Not my daughter...
She says you're not my daughter.
Let's get a picture for Grandma.
But lower this, like that.
Say "hot stuff."
-Hot stuff.
"Issachar Bounty"
Anatoly. -What?
-Where are you?
What's this? Why are you alone?
-No, it's fine... -Nissim!
No, no, no... No need, no need.
-This isn't right.
I didn't ask you to. -Nissim!
What's the word?
-What's the word?
Would you please
help your friend in here? -Gladly.
Anatoly and I in a small, dark room...
-Did I ask for help? No! I didn't!
Did you have a fight?
-He's stubborn.
Wait here and watch.
Superma...
Oh, dear...
Ramzi, a costume,
I need a costume.
One thousand apologies,
Mr. Titinsky, we're all out.
The holiday knocks on the window.
We only have costumes for toddlers.
If you like.
Where's the manager? -Huh?
-I want to talk to the manager.
"Out of costumes"?
-But I... No.
She's not in the office,
Mr. Titinsky. -Oh yeah?
Titin...
Amnon Titinsky and Purim
are friends again!
What's this?
Well, hello there.
"Well, hello there"?
What do you want?!
What do you want?
Translation: Tammy King
Subtitles: Trans Titles Ltd.